Anomaly Of Warcraft

Walking in the castle where he once lived, even though Carlos knew that this was just an environment, a stack of memories, he still felt a lot of emotion.

Walking along the way, the past has become a cloud of uncertainty in the depths of my heart that has become a symbol.

However, in this life, do you really live without regrets?

Just in this castle, how many regrets I have had.

It is a pity that there are no memories of a young age, those secrets of a person, and the marks left by those young and frivolous.

When Carlos walked to the underground training ground, Nigel Dashabi was already waiting there.

"How does it feel to reappear in the past?"

"not so good."

"It's a pity, I am very envious of such a fulfilling childhood."

"That's how you want to be me?"

"My childhood, but it was very bitter, even if I work hard to the present, it is not high or low. But now the opportunity is in front of me. I experience your past and experience your life. As long as you get your body again, I will become you."

Suddenly, Carlos felt that the other party was sad, pathetic, and hateful.

"Then, you only see my power and majesty, but are you ready to take on my responsibilities, are my burdens? Or are you ready to fulfill the obligations of a king?"

Suddenly, Carlos wanted to talk for a while.

"I have the asylum of the Lord of Nightmare, intelligent and talented, and what I lack is only a background. What's more, what's the difficulty of being a king, choose the best, have the best soldiers and make the country strong, and let the right people do the right things in the right place? It's not good."

Nig Dashabi said nonchalantly.

Carlos couldn't help but laugh at this kind of rhetoric like a child acting like a baby to his mother.

"Are you serious?"

Carlos laughed for a while, then stopped.

"Do you find it ridiculous? But the truth in the world is often that simple. It's like if you meet my psychological expectations, then I will join you, but I think I am stronger than you, if I were Carlos Barrow Husband, I will do better than you, so I decided to replace you."

After Nig Dashabi finished speaking, his body flowed like waves, and he turned into an appearance like Carlos.

However, Carlos frowned and looked at it and decided to ask two more questions.

"why me?"

"Because you are the most suitable and best captured. Other human kings won't give me this kind of opportunity."

"Where is Elucia?"

"right here."

After answering, Nig Dashabi also lost interest in continuing this topic and waved his hand.

"These soldiers are really loyal. Fight for your king."

"Yes, Your Majesty Carlos."

Carlos suddenly felt cold sweat on his back.

This voice was the guard who followed him to participate in the raid.

Seven humanoids in full body armor walked out and stood in front of Carlos.

"Catch alive."

"Yes."

Carlos looked at everything in front of him without a word, but his inner fury was about to overflow from his pupils.

The soldiers who were still loyal took out their swords and aimed at the king they swore of allegiance, because of their distorted minds and cognitions.

Blue veins appeared on the back of Carlos's hand, and the arm that was too hard appeared to tremble naturally.

"The guards you trained yourself, how many can you deal with, and can you really do it? I'm very curious."

"My intimidation and temptation didn't make them succumb, but it was just a small trick, they were used by me, loyal, worthless but surprisingly easy to use."

"Aren't you curious what happened to the others? They are dead, killed by their companions."

"The difference is that those who are alive are loyal to Carlos Barov, and those who are dead are loyal to you."

"It's a great show."

The chatter from the other side calmed Carlos, but his eyes were cold and terrifying.

"You really shouldn't irritate me, really."

Carlos said such a sentence very seriously.

The wings of the holy light brushed over the besieging soldiers as if they were sweeping dust, and the two wings condensed into a pillar of light above Carlos's head, and the giant of holy light appeared again.

However, this is not the end. The continuous deepening of the Way of the Light has further evolved the big move that Carlos regarded as a killer.

While continuing to practice, the Holy Light giant is getting closer and closer to the human form, and armor has evolved on his body, and a sword and shield appear in his hand.

"You want to steal everything from me, but do you really understand what I have? You don't understand. Let the guard of the ancient kings tell you what is the real way of kings, scum."

When the people of the holy light opened their eyes, the entire dream world began to be turbulent.

"Guards, stop him!"

Nig Dashabi felt the huge energy contained in the guards of the ancient kings, and finally no longer the ease and comfort he had before, and there was a look of horror on his face.

However, it was too late.

The guards of the ancient kings, who were three Carlos-sized guards, had unusual agility, and had no ordinary energy in their movements. After suppressing the brainwashed guards, the chains of holy light that appeared out of thin air shackled those who were struggling. Warriors.

Then, without mercy, he slammed his fist down, and Nig Dashabi, who was transformed into Carlos, was smashed into pieces.

After a trance like the sky spinning around, Carlos was placed in a dim crypt.

With the help of the light radiating from the guards of the ancient kings, Carlos saw the final reality.

The corpse of a huge faceless man collapsed to the ground. It had a magic circle on its head. Elucia was lying in it. On the ground, there was another Nig Dashabi with sunken cheeks in the center of the circle. He was trying to stand up while holding the staff with difficulty.

"Ahem, it seems that I still underestimated the ruthlessness of the king. If I say kill, I will kill, and my sister's dream will be destroyed. Don't you fear that your sister will become an idiot?"

Nig Dashabi turned around, panting hard, the collapse of the dream caused a lot of damage to his body, making it difficult for him to stand.

"However, everything doesn't matter, such a powerful body will eventually belong to me."

Nig Dashabi raised his staff high and slammed it heavily on the ground. The magical energy swelled, and the corpse of the faceless who had already died reacted like the corpse shouldn’t behave. The dark purple dripping from the cracks in the wound was corrupted. The blood condensed into small faceless persons, slowly surrounding them.

"Go! Wait, wait, what are you doing? I am your master, what are you going to do?! The enemy is over there, he is your enemy! Don't..."

Seeing the unfolding in front of him like a third-rate farce, Carlos felt ridiculous.

I originally thought that I was going to face N'Zoth, the demon of nightmare, and the majesty of the ancient gods. I didn't expect that the beginning of everything was just the corpse of a faceless man who had long since fallen.

Summoning the guards of the ancient kings, healed Carlos's body, but also exhausted all his power of holy light.

The current Carlos is just a warrior with the Familiar of the Holy Light, and when the guards of the ancient kings dissipate, the emptiness of the power of the Holy Light will cause intense physical discomfort. This side effect Carlos has not been able to overcome, so His movements must be quickened.

"If I were you, I wouldn't act rashly."

Just when Carlos wanted to step forward, a cold voice stopped him.

"Who are you?"

Carlos followed the voice and saw a blur of vision.

With a tall figure, fair skin, long ears, and mage's robe, it should be a high elf talking.

"You can call me Cromily. It's a mage."

Clomily?

Listening to the name, Carlos felt a strange sense of disharmony.

Seems familiar.

Carlos tried hard to see the person's appearance, but he was a high elf patient with face blindness.

In Nig Dashabi's wailing, Carlos and Clomily looked at each other strangely.

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